Maya Donavon Beauty is Dangerous

Beauty is Dangerous

Maya Donavon

She ponders in the mirror at her reflection Wondering will she ever see perfection she doesn’t recognize who she is in her skin her mother tells her she’s beginning to look awfully thin

always cold, always tired, and her hair is falling out but they say she looks like a model, and it makes her want to shout if only they knew what she kept confidential they wouldn’t be complimenting what isn’t coincidental

no one would understand and just tell her to eat she thinks if she does, she won’t be petite feeling skinny can be truly amplifying but to say she was happy she sure would be lying

“I’ve finally thinned out, but can’t you see that I’m dying?”